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Lucy's house is humongous, but I have never been jealous of her. Our house isn't exactly small, but hers could probably fit at least one and a half of ours in it. I wondered what it might be like to have to call your mom on your cell phone to figure out what room she was in when she was in the same house as you.

We watched a couple of movies with the boys over and then they headed to Wes's house for the night. While they were definitely my best guy friends at school, the fact that they were immature almost-sixteen-year-olds was kind of annoying compared to the seventy-five-year-old man I'd been hanging out with recently. Every time they told a fart joke or started talking about some stupid video game, it was all I could do to keep from rolling my eyes. Emma talked about video games, too, but it was different when she did it. That was just part of being Emma, not super annoying like when they began squaring off over levels of games like they were life and death.